Ouroboros Spine pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

Life outside the ulaq was beautiful.

Lariat had come to realise this as each day she meandered further and further from the den. Always, she would return to check in with @Valiant and @Vairë, but today felt different. 

The sky called to her. Pinks and purples and greens and reds had bathed their home in spirit light a short time ago and the little girl had been entranced by the spectacle. So much so that she had stayed up allllllll night, until they faded with the morning sun and someone had carried her to bed.

Tonight, she did not come home. She did not mean to test the limits of her freedom, nor worry her family - no. Instead, she climbed a boulder overlooking brother lake and sat, and watched, and waited, in hopes of seeing the dancing lights once again.

It was cold. She shivered, tucking her nose under her tail. Why did they not come? Did the spirits ignore her?